motorcitysailor

Funny how things change so quickly in the life of a cute lil sailorboy from the Motor City. Not just 24 hours ago, I was scheduled to be in Annapolis by now. As the world has turned, I'm now hopping in a car and headed to the airport, where I will be departing for; not Annapolis, but rather, NYC, where I have a nice 6 hour layover, so I can hopefully grab some lunch with a buddy of mine, at our favorite shithole in midtown, (just a couple of blocks from where he lives,) before I hop back on a different plane, and fly to San Juan, where I have no friends to grab drinks with, (probably much better off that way,) in the shitty little airport bar there, for like 2 hours, before I hop on yet another plane for St. Maarten, where I'll be having dinner with a few of the guys from this boat, before we hop on it and sail to Antigua, where we'll be racing against this boat, and a bunch more just like it, (owned by guys with the last names Disney, Turner, etc.,) for like a week straight. Then it's back here to the D! Thank god! I know this shit sounds cool at first, but believe me, we're not paid to enjoy the scenery, we're paid to win, period, and if that doesn't happen, well, shit can get pretty NOT cool! For example

Oh, and in case you we're all wondering, yeah, todays my birthday! Like vudugrl says: I'm, um, 21, again, yeah! What a hell of a way to spend your birthday though, lunch in Manhattan, cocktails in San Juan, and dinner in St. Maarten! Now if only I weren't so GOD DAMN SINGLE!!!!!!